i will not remember the hand that shut my mouth
i will not remember the silence as if the clock was ticking backwards
i will not remember the ice circling in the glass
i will not remember the eyes that passed through mine
i will not remember the bread & water & bones
i will not remember the shining dark outside the window
i will not remember the ladder that could have been toppled
i will not remember how i wanted to eat my own eyeballs
i will not remember the corner of my room where i couldn't hide
i will not remember how i learned not to cry
i will not remember what i have almost forgotten
06-06-2006 om 23:06
geschreven door jovo
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